Thursday, August 28, 2014
My new address is http://JerusalemGreer.com
I figured while I was moving houses and jobs, I might as well go ahead and move blogs as well!
And like at my house and my job, I still have some settling in to do over at my new web home - but I couldn't wait any longer to share this change with my favorite peeps.
So come on over y'all, the weather is fine!
Friday, August 22, 2014
So September is almost here and that means three things: 1) My birthday is coming, 2) Nathan's birthday is coming, and 3) It's AWBU time!
The Arkansas Women Bloggers University Conference is one of those events I look forward too every year. I love getting to catch up with all of my blogger friends from around the state, and the encouraging camaraderie that goes on - not to mention the fun speakers and sessions.
This year I am going to miss the Sunday sessions because we are kicking off our new Family Formation (aka Sunday School) classes at church, BUT I get to go to Foodie Friday which I have never been able to attend before.
Taste Arkansas is tthe sponsor again this year of the Arkansas Women Bloggers University (#AWBU) Foodie Friday event, September 5, in Rogers, AR which I think is a great fit because it marries so many of my loves - farms, food, AWB...
Arkansas Farm Bureau’s Taste Arkansas blog is an effort to connect those interested in food preparation with the farmers and ranchers who provide us with an abundance of Arkansas agricultural products. Since March of 2014, Arkansas Women Bloggers have provided all recipes and content for this site, and I have been honored to write a Hospitality column last spring for ToA.
I am also speaking on Saturday on the writing panel which promises to be lots of fun - though I wish I could duplicate myself so that I could be in Alison's session too at the same time.
If you are coming to the conference let me know - I would love to hug your neck!
Monday, August 18, 2014
Well, Week 1 in the Rent House has passed.
We are into week two.
I feel like a month has passed at least. Maybe three months.
A week? How is that possible?
This weekend I discovered that Washi tape is a renters friend.
I also hung a few "things" on the wall - i.e. whatever random items where packed last or just thrown in the car at the last minute.
However, I cannot find a good place for all the cookie sheets. Would under the sofa be a bad idea?
I have only muttered the words "I hate this" once.
So that's good.
The "poster" above is a scrapbook page, torn out of a collection.
It sums up best where I am right now and is a good reminder for when I grow impatient with our limbo.
Because honestly, the best thing about this move has been how our little family has adapted.
It really is what makes a house a home - this being together in it.
But don't let me paint too pretty a picture.
We are all desperately counting down the days till the Internet man comes (3.)
We are a wired family and I think all of us would argue that while being together makes a house a home, having wireless Internet is what makes our home happy to be in.
In other news, the search is still on for a farm.
So many questions to sort through.
The options are not vast in this area for our needs/budget so we Sweet Man and I are crunching numbers and looking at all the possible scenarios.
This is our third house and our first acreage. I feel like I know a lot about how to pick the first and very little about the second.
Sometimes this process is exciting, sometimes it is exhausting.
But in the end it will be worth it.
(Remind me if I start to complain too much, OK?)
Meanwhile I am going to go wrestle some boxes of books for the boys out of the storage unit.
Wish me luck!
Friday, August 15, 2014
Thursday, August 14, 2014
Yesterday a friend sent me an email checking in on some things I was supposed to finish and she graciously gave me an out by saying "I am sure things in your life are upside down right now."
Which is the absolute truth.
Things are all upside down right now, and never more so than yesterday.
Yesterday the moving caught up with me.
I was tired.
I was cranky.
I was mad about all the things that got put into storage instead of into our rent house (the boys fav toys, my good camera, the peanut butter...)
I was impatient with myself.
I was worn threadbare in all the wrong places.
The truth is that I had been all of these things for days, but I kept shoving them to the back of the to-take-care-of list, in favor of more urgent task.
Getting beds made (yes our mattresses are on the floor on purpose. Since we don't know how long we will be renting we went with minimal furniture. It is sort of like camping inside. Fun! Right?)
Unpacking the kitchen (I have way more plates than a family of four needs. Miraculously it all just fit.)
Making sure we had toilet paper.
Buying more peanut butter.
Going to work.
Monitoring homework (a little trickier without our Internet set up yet.)
But by the end of yesterday I was fini.
The steak we had for dinner time we had dinner may have been medium rare, but I was well done.
All of the exhaustion and holding-it-together came apart at the seems.
So as soon as the dishes hit the sink I vamoosed.
I poured myself a jelly jar full of boxed red wine, adjusted our fancy new rabbit ears on the television, got into bed and proceeded to watch network television in real time for the first time in years.
The Mindy Project? Adorbs.
Person of Interest? I can't decide. I think I like it?
Also, local news? Oh my golly, it is so depressing.
Eventually I fell asleep and today I woke up feeling better.
Not quite right side up but I am getting there.
Moving is hard y'all.
Moving into a temporary situation is hard.
Moving while balancing work and kids and school and pets and missing boxes is hard.
As is typical, I am learning another facet of being present. Of going slow. Of not pushing myself too hard.
I tend to forget that there is no shame in being tired.
That time and space is needed to adjust to big life changes, and pushing through like nothing has changed doesn't do me any good.
I tend to forget that I am human and that I have limits. Limits that are different from other peoples
And that there is no shame in that either.
So here is to this season of upside down being.
To going slow.
To taking my time adjusting.
To being upside down as long as needed.
peace and blessings-
Monday, August 11, 2014
This weekend, after 11 memorable, lovely, hard won, beautiful, exhausting, amazing, fun, and work- filled years, ( almost to the day,) we said goodbye to life on Ridge Road.
We have sold our house to a lovely young couple who we are happy to know love the house as much as we did.
We have signed the papers, and moved out of our sweet little Casa d'Lovely and onto a new -albeit somewhat unknown - adventure.
It is all at once sad and exciting. Heartbreaking and inspiring. Happy and bittersweet.
We are currently in a rental while we we look for our little farm of dreams.
We are grateful beyond measure to be able to catch our breath for bit between permanent homes - as we are sure that our farm of dreams will require much TLC (most places we love do,) - but we are also extremely curious about what the future holds.
Limbo and I have never been great pals, but it looks like I better make friends with him if I want to survive this next season of our life.
As St. Dolly once said, " You cannot control the wind, but you can adjust the sails."
Time to do some adjusting!